An Angel Of Death Passed through my door, yet another time.... date : 30th January 2012, Monday. Time : evening, around 4-5 pm.

This is exactly how my dog looks like. Mom and I raised a WATCH DOG for two years...He looked like this before he died. On Monday, 30th January 2012, around evening time as we were out walking, taking a stride to ease our burdens and to exercise fit for health, the angel of death passed through our doorstep and tooked away our dog, he was two years old... Lucky the angel didn't take away my poor sicked auntie's life, instead he took away our dog, a watch-dog for our house.

Mom said it was a sign, and I said it might be an omen as I saw a small toad behind our back door last Sunday evening, as I opened the door. Mom said the dog was lame and had his one leg held up as if bitten by something, probably a snake, a venomous snake and it died once the venom reaches the heart in about one hours time.. late in the evening last Monday. I was the last one to know about the news as I had gone walking down the lane and rows of houses and taking a stride as usual. Mom was practically crying and had scolded me and asked if I had beaten up the dog's paw or leg so that it was lame all through the ordeal. I said to Ma, I did not beat up the dog for goodness sake. I would never do that to an animal without permission....The dog had been chasing after "something" and was making a lot of noise BARKING at around 4 noon.

Then my parents tied up the dog before going for their walks and the dog acted strange and would not bulge. Mom had to drag the dog on its leash and finally it walked and then it became lame. My parents went for their routine walks and later when they reached home the dog was already lying down on the ground with saliva flowing out from its mouth and is already dead. It would not bulge as my father slowly shake the dog and it lay still and didn't move at all. It was hardly breathing and its heartbeat was gone. My brother was informed and he came down to inspect on the dog and pronounce him dead. I later arrived at the scene and heard all the commotion. I was deeply sadden at the loss of our dog. HE WAS A GOOD WATCH DOG. I pray that God will send him to heaven and at rest. THANK YOU, DOGGIE FOR YOUR SERVICE....

P.S. Mom forgot to give him a name. And we only called him "dog" .